“I want to show you the dark side of the world.”   He said, while pushing me down. He kissed me several times, before grabbed my hair and cut it off. He cut my hair, then he burned it while looking at me with lazy eyes. I was watching him, won

- Seungri, make me some oatmeal. Ji-yong shouts. He holds his breath until his lungs start screaming. It’s the heart that wants to die, not us, Ji-yong can hear they complain with the brain, but he ignores it like he always does every time he smokes. He tortures them, or himself,

* There are many love songs out there. Too many, that’s what Ji-yong thinks while tearing apart the brand new song lyrics he just finished. Ji-yong scratches his scalp, tries to understand his own behavior. He looks down, closes his eyes before wipes away everything on the table to the trash bin right next to it. I can’t, he thinks, I just can’t

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Written by lilac_xi Genre: general, angst (???) Summary:  If I said it out, would everything be different now ? A/N: This is my first fanfic that I wrote in english completely from the beginning to the end. Yes, I did use google translate and yes, I definitely did make some grammar